Much better really. More stable, coping better with stress and the usual day-to-day hassles. Less bad-tempered, fewer tears. So all in all better. But still so tired. My favourite bit of the day is when I climb into bed and know I can just let go for a while. Out like a light until the wee small hours when I wake up and can't get back to sleep for an hour or so.
Can't quite shake the idea that I am going to be dependent on these things for the rest of my life. I'm a permanently medicated fruit-loop. Ah well... I just wish I knew why. I was 'normal' until I had the kids.